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Yeah, I see that, I see that, yeah!
So we'll try to leave
In the belly of the beast
I be in these streets,
Just a sinner with a Jesus piece
Could give it in

More or lesser, young reckless we're adolescents
Laid out on stretches, that was the message we were shown
At an early age and we was torn
You want in and I want in
You got freedom we got folks
Yeah that homework never made it home
Blunt street smokes was evident
Down in them wet alleys instead of pep alleys and leather mints
Jackets that was tacked with that black, metal strap up in that sack
Never know who's friend or foe, who got your back, black!
Yeah, they all part in that slump man,
Where niggas get jumped for jump men
Yeah, broken on no father
Slumps and the slaughter, from here to holy water
On my forehead at the author
'Cause you know what they living like, so I even bother
'Cause you know they ain't feeling right
They out here feeling hopeless, they might never leave the bottom
Just some little niggas out here facing grown man problems
Too big homie but pull up, but pull up in that whip
Say I love works just ride around with me real quick
I know what that mean, pull up to the scene
With a wild crew, surround nuke, screaming this is where they come down to
True!

So we'll try to leave
In the belly of the beast
I be in these streets,
Just a sinner with a Jesus piece

So this is what it comes down to
You in the center with gladiators around you
Can't identify the body how they found you
It's gon take more than a stove pipe and a house too
And a doctor Watson, when I hit your ass with some hot
But courtesy of the shotgun,
Real niggas you're not one
Trip niggas you got none
Leave your insides on the floor now you out done
Son, I'ma tell you like your daddy would
Don't play around with this boy gripping cady wood
Don't try your luck if I rode through duck
'Cause these shells on sale more bang for the buck, fuck!
No talk, I want war with you
Niggas say you want beef, let's have a barbecue
Now I'ma give them a 2 piece of the biscuit
When we put the axe to his teller, cut his ass to the brisket, bitch!

So we'll try to leave
In the belly of the beast
I be in these streets,
Just a sinner with a Jesus piece

Could you believe?
Could you believe?
Could you believe?
Could you believe?

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